Quietly, I sat down at the table. The man, who, at the time, I thought was amazing, stared back at me from across the table. "So, what are your opinions on John Laurens?" I ask curiously. "He seems like the lamest of all four," the man replied with a shrug. I stand up, stuffing Anthony Ramos in my purse. "Uh, I gotta go erase myself from the narrative," I say quickly, running out.
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